Page 43 of Tempt Me

“Or maybe you want me in that sweet mouth,” I continue. Her eyes drop to my lap again, and I see it all over her face. “You like that, huh?” I grin. “Well, it’s your lucky day. Come here and show me how you want to suck my cock.”

I snap my fingers and point to the floor, and just like that, she drops to her knees in front of me.

“Obedient girl, aren’t you?” I feel another surge of lust. Fuck, how much more perfect could she get? “We’re going to have some fun with that.”

I tug my pants down further, and my cock rears up—fully erect and straining for release. Chloe’s eyes widen, her face just inches away. I chuckle at the surprise on her face—and the telltale hunger in her eyes.

I guess Max’s wallet was fatter than his cock.

“It’s all yours, baby.” I sit back. “Show me what you can do.”

Chloe pauses, then leans in and runs her tongue up the shaft, all the way to the tip.

I groan. Goddamn if that isn’t the finest view on earth. The globes of her ass straining at those lacy panties, the swell of her breasts, and fuck, the eager look in her eyes as she sucks me all the way into her mouth.

I sink into the wetness, God, she feels so good. Chloe finds her rhythm now, bobbing over my stiff rod. I fist her hair, tugging faster, just the way I like. I thrust up, deeper, and she lets out another moan of pleasure.

“Are you getting wet for me, baby?” I tease. “Let me see it.”

I take one of her hands and guide it down between her legs. When I pull it back, it’s glistening with her desire.

I lick her fingers clean, loving the taste. Chloe looks up at me wildly, my cock thrusting deeper between her pink lips. She moans again, her throat vibrating against me, and fuck, I have to shove it all the way into that tight, clenching passage.

Chloe just sucks harder. Dirty, dirty girl.

“That’s right, love,” I groan. “Take it all.”

I’m close to the edge, and I can’t hold back. One thrust, then two—

Fuck.

I lift her head away in time to shoot a load all over those lush tits. My cum spurts over her, pearling her nipples and splashing those pretty lips. And damn, if Chloe doesn’t drink it down with a smile.

She’s perfect.

She’s mine.

And I haven’t even gotten started yet.

But before I can say a word, Chloe rises to her feet—glorious in nothing but lingerie, a pair of heels and a wicked grin.

“Enough playing around, Jase,” she tells me. She turns around, giving me a front-row view of that spectacular ass. Then she looks back over her shoulder, teasing. “I’ve followed your rules, but I can’t wait anymore. I need you to fuck me now.

Fuck me hard.”

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